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Freestyle [Rabbit Vs. Lotto](By 8 MILE)

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Yo, it's time to get rid of this coward once and for all. 
I'm sick of This motha fucka! Check this shit out! 

I'll spit a racial slur, honky, sue me! 
This shit is a horror flick, 
but the black guy doesn't die in this movie! 
You mess wit Lotto, dawg, you gotta be kiddin! 
That makes me believe you really dont have a interest in livin! 
You think these niggas gonna feel the shit you say? 
I got a betta chance joining the KKK. 
Or some real shit, though, I like you 
That's why I didn't wanna have to be the one you commit sucide to 
Fuck 'Lotto,' call me your leader 
I feel bad I gotta murder that dude from "Leave It To Beaver" 
I used to like that show, now you got me to "fight back" mode 
But oh well, if you gotta go, then you gotta go! 
I hate to do this, I would love for this shit to last 
So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my ass 
And all's well that ends well, ok? 
So I'll end this shit wit a "FUCK you, but have a nice day 

[Rabbit] 
Ward, I think you were a little hard on the Beaver 
So was Eddie Haskal, Wally, and Ms. Cleaver 
This guy keeps screamin', he's paranoid! 
Quick, someone get his ass another steriod! 
"Blahbity bloo blah blah blah blahbity bloo blah!" 
I didn't hear a word you said, "hipidy hoo blah!" 
Is that a tank top, or a new bra? 
Look, Snoop Dogg just got a fuckin' boob job! 
Didn't you listen to the last round, meathead? 
Pay attention, you're sayin the same shit that he said! 
Matter fact, dawg, here's a pencil 
Go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful, 
And don't come back until something dope hits you 
Fuck it! You can take the mic home wit you! 
Lookin' like a cyclone hit you, 
Tank top screamin', "Lotto, I don't fit you!" 
You see how far those white jokes get you 
Boy's like "How Vanilla Ice gon' diss you?" 
My motto: Fuck Lotto! 
I get the 7 digits from your motha for a dolla tomorrow!
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